The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Nearly 2,000 years have been enough to obliterate pavilions and pavilions and desolate the capital of a country.

Charles and Ji Shijun were standing on a mound, and the four divine artifact spirits were trying hard to find something around.

The sun rose, and the early morning fog had dissipated. Ji Shijun looked at the inconspicuous apple orchard around him and asked Charles, "Are you sure this is where the ruins of King Maxwell's capital are located?"

Charles said with certainty: "According to the location of the basin outlet, it should be here."

He decided to come early to find the dragon soul stone of the giant dragon that destroyed King Maxwell's capital, as well as the clues to the "Slime Sword". For this reason, he put the spirits who were playing mahjong in the hot spring. brought.

The time for the coupons for the hot spring hotel has expired, but the four eldest sisters paid their own money to live there, soaking in the hot spring, drinking small wine and playing cards every day.

Charles also wanted to call Bi Qi, who was helping him in the establishment of the Jiuyang Chamber of Commerce Industrial Park in the Principality of Milan. After all, this was her home, but Bi Qi refused.

In addition, Charles wanted to invite Dumao, who has the universal detection function, and Altolia, the carrier of Dumao, to come over, but the carrier was not available.

However, it is enough to have the eldest sisters with the spirits, and the spirits can also burrow through the walls. After each of these eldest sisters kicked Charles, they reluctantly started to work in the ground.

Charles and Ji Shijun chatted about the current situation here while waiting for news.

"Isn't this your territory?" Charles asked, "Will it be dangerous for you to come out?"

Ji Shijun replied: "After a few battles, the other side suffered a great loss, so this is now a buffer zone. Several nobles who were originally marginalized are used as cannon fodder here. We secretly have a peace agreement with them."

Just as Charles was about to speak, Ji Shijun continued: "Besides, I wish they would kidnap you."

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Charles said, "Would you like me to help you promote your Yeyu one hundred and eight middle-aged women, many people believe my words."

"Don't!" Ji Shijun begged for mercy, "If you two add more fuel to it, by the end of the month, it will be rumored that I will be a big guy every night."

Charles smiled and asked again, "Why does your title keep changing now? It used to be the president, and now it's the head of state."

"The situation has changed." Ji Shijun said, "We used to be a business group, but now we have begun to change to the regime, and the title has also changed."

"But this is only for internal use. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was still a commercial group."

Charles asked again, "What are you planning to build a country?"

Ji Shijun became frowning, and he said, "Let's wait three or five years to see, maybe ten or eight years, there are too many internal problems, just unifying the mind is not enough. Finished."

"Now the framework of the regime has been set up, but the training of personnel is still not enough."

Charles nodded. The problem of talent is always the most annoying. Even if you learn from Philip to summon a group of political commissars, it will take 20 to 30 years to finally achieve results.

He asked again, "How is the implementation of the 'Xinghuo Project'?"

Ji Shijun finally came to his senses. He said, "It's not bad. The team of brokers and technicians we sent has run farms in many places around, and this orchard as well."

"The income of the farm has increased, and the commission we want is also low. Many landlords are willing to let us manage the farm, and they go to the city to enjoy themselves with annuities."

"You know, we did a farm system experiment on a slave farm. After the first tomatoes were ripe, the slaves who grew tomatoes were given a commission, and the enthusiasm of other slaves was mobilized."

"That year, we only gave the slaves a negligible commission, and the output of the entire farm increased by nearly 20%. It is estimated that the output will be even higher this year."

Charles lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "This may be because many of the slaves today are victims of the flood three years ago. They have just fallen into despair in the past three years. Now that you have given them hope, they will immediately Motivated."

Ji Shijun nodded and said, "That makes sense."

"Unfortunately, in the end, there are not enough people. Otherwise, we can control the agriculture of the entire Hohen Kingdom just by mastering the seeds of hybrid rice."

At this time, Charles laughed and scolded: "You have lost your **** luck. It still took a long time for Yuan Da Druid to succeed under the national mobilization, and you have been very effective in the first year."

Ji Shijun said triumphantly, "This is the protagonist's halo."

Then he took out the phone, turned it on, flipped through the photos, and then showed off a group photo of him.

"Lying calcium oxide!" Charles shouted in surprise, "Do you know Yuan Da Druid?"

"Humph..." Ji Shijun said arrogantly, "At that time he came to our village to investigate, so I went up to take a group photo."

Charles reminded: "You have to keep this matter a secret. After all, bloodline theory is politically correct."

Ji Shijun said indifferently, "Don't worry, there are golden thighs supporting you."

"Also, I've started a paper mill."

This time, Charles' expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Take it easy, someone did this eighty years ago, and it almost ended up being exterminated."

Ji Shijun smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, the ban has been lifted for now, and we'll talk about it later."

"It's a pity for that pioneer, alas..."

Charles also sighed.

Ji Shijun asked, "Can you give me some of your sewing machine? I plan to recruit workers from outside."

Charles shook his head helplessly and said, "My grandfather's factory is ready, just wait for the machine to arrive."

"The output in the west is not high. At present, I can give you twenty or thirty at most."

Ji Shijun also sighed helplessly. His plan was to first get one or two hundred sewing machines and build a factory to reserve talents.

The problem now is that the production capacity of industrial products is insufficient, and the market demand is too large.

It's not that Ji Shijun didn't want to do it himself, but the biggest problem at present is still the lack of talent. The punching machine that was put in place at the end of last year to produce pots and pans almost had accidents several times during use, let alone heavy industry. production machine.

At this time, Charles came up with a bad idea to Ji Shijun, he said: "If you want to speed up the speed of talent training, you can ask elves for help. It is a waste of resources to find those adult elves. For enlightenment education, find those who are in their early 200s. The young elves can just take a student job."

Ji Shijun looked at Charles speechlessly and said, "Are you a black-hearted foreman?"

Charles nodded ~www.readwn.com~ Then Ji Shijun took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote down the work.

The two were chatting about work, and it was like that until noon, when the four eldest sisters of equipment spirit came back.

Ada first said to Charles: "Report to the boss, there are indeed ruins of the city below, but there is nothing of value."

The same goes for Freya and Skadi's report.

At this time, Donna reported: "There is a strange place. There is a space that blocks my reconnaissance."

Charles suddenly came to his senses and asked, "Where is it?"

Donna silently pointed to the small mound under her feet and said, "It's under our feet."

Charles stared blankly at Donna, what's the situation, standing on the suspected target at any point?

Ji Shijun patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "Maybe this is the protagonist's halo."

After he finished speaking, he kicked a shovel from the ground and stuffed it into Charles' hand, and continued, "You wouldn't want to ask the little girls to dig a hole."

Charles put the shovel back and said, "I have a more efficient tool here."

Although Artoria was not free, Charles borrowed the tools she used to dig the pit.

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